Journey To Become A True God Novels & Stories

"Ezra..." In the dream, I pushed in, thrusting deep and filled him. Bred him. Pumped my seed inside until it dripped out. Marked him. Owned him. His body shook under me. Hands clawing the sheets. But he pushed back—fuck, he pushed back wanting more. I wanted to break him. In the dream. In real life. Bend him until he knelt. Breed him until he worshipped and called me god. I stroked harder, my fist tight and balls drawing up. I imagined pinning him down, spreading his legs wide and fucking him raw. Until he bled. Until he cried. Until he begged for my cum. "Breed me," he'd say. "Make me yours."

I question her with a lifted brow. Her cheeks become dusted with a blush. "When they um...when they get intimate," she suggests and I could understand her almost immediately. The elder clears her throat and then continues. "When their souls become one they will ascend and become gods. At first the ascending will take a while. At least a view months," She carries on, every now and then reading from the book.

"But it's yours anyway. And soon, very soon, you'll have to choose. Accept your destiny and become God. Or refuse and watch everything end. Everyone you love dying. All realities collapsing. Infinite suffering." "That's not a choice. That's a threat." "It's truth." He looks at the cracks in reality. Growing. Spreading. Destroying. "The True Origin is losing patience. It wants to merge. Now. Soon. And if you refuse, it will take you by force. Transform you against your will. Make you God whether you accept it or not." The cracks widen. Something massive moving behind them. Coming closer. Coming for me. The True Origin. The ultimate being. The God that wants to make me God.

He wanted to expose the ambitions of all the forces in Star Kingdom. The more chaotic Star Kingdom became, the better it would be for the Palmore family. Sid was right. Zenon was not satisfied with the strength of a peak Sacred Saint. He wanted to go one step further, step into the legendary Divine Realm, ignite the Divine Fire, and become an immortal god. If he wanted to make it this far, he could not succeed just by relying on his hard work and talent. He also needed a special tool to assist him, and that was the power of faith.

I turned around and slide down the length of the door and when I finally felt the floor support me I became sitting with my head against my knees pressed up against my only way out. 'What interest would a god have in me? What interest would Enosos have in me? He was the god of seduction, he could have anyone and yet he has demanded me since I was nothing more then an innocent child. How could I be his? How could he claim that power over me?'

And in doing so, the god replied, You’ve undone the barrier that kept life from devouring itself. “I can fix it again,” I said, though I wasn’t sure I believed it. The god’s tone softened, almost curious. Fix? You still believe balance means stillness. But balance is motion, Heartbearer. You cannot unmake what has begun. I glanced at Edward, then back at the sky. “Then what happens now?” Now, the god said, you learn what it means to be whole. The light above flared. The fissures around us deepened, and a wave of pure energy surged outward, knocking us all to the ground.

the Omniscient Deity murmured before saying, “I remember telling you a few years ago that one needs to gain insight and have accumulated sufficient life experience to make a breakthrough.” “Yes, you did.” James nodded. “But I was wondering if you could describe it more in detail.” The Omniscient Deity looked at him and said, “Which stage have you arrived at? Have you sensed the power of nature?” “Mhm.” James nodded. Hearing this, the Omniscient Deity took a deep breath. He once advised James to gain insight before trying to attempt to break through the ninth rank. The first step in gaining insight was to comprehend the power of nature. Only with the assistance of the power of nature can one

"You're serious. You're actually going to try to make everyone gods." "Not gods. Connected divine consciousness. Something new." "This is insane—" "This is evolution. And it's the only path you haven't seen fail." He stood silent, calculating. Then: "The Devourer arrives in six hours. If you're going to attempt this impossibility, decide now." Six hours to transform not just myself but everyone connected to me. Six hours to become what the goddess never could—divine but not alone. Six hours to break a cycle forty iterations in the making.

Hoping it was over, we watched his body regenerate, and he began to laugh. "This is not a human body, fools. It does not function the same. Only a god can eliminate a god's body." He said, laughing and what needed to be done dawned on me. One of us had to ascend and be a god to win. The only person that was close enough to ascend was me because Alex and Sam were on Pilgrimage. They would have to live and die naturally before they ascend. William and Abel were gods by proxy and will remain grounded. It was time to fight Apophis as a god and not a mortal. "I have to ascend." I linked Abel, and he looked at me sadly.

“You know, never in a million years did I ever think I would be actually having a conversation with Zeus, the King of the gods. What a year this has been so far.” Zeus smiled at James and laughed. “I’ve been told that quite often, I assure you. Well, I won’t keep you much longer, as it’s getting late and you will want to have dinner soon. Continue your training, James. Fight harder than ever before, because the danger will only increase. Evil is brewing in our midst, the likes of which this world has not seen for many years. You will be looked to as a leader, as a symbol, and as a form of hope for victory. Many others will want to rise up and be better people because of the example that you